"Argh!"
The unprecedented pain caused Lu Yu to scream out in pain. This pain was not only physical, but it was also mental.
It was like a red-hot branding iron pressing down on his soul, imprinting a bright red burn mark.
A powerful mental power emanated from himself, soaring straight into the space of darkness with no light. The layers of barriers were violently smashed through. An anguished scream could be heard vaguely. The voice forgot about Lu Yu temporarily and the barb arrows all disappeared.
Enveloped by the plume of black gas, Lu Yu's body emitted a ray of red light suddenly. It mingled with the black gas to become a ray of dark red light.
Under the Demonic Armor, his skin had turned into a bloody mangled mess, full of gaping wounds and ulcers. This set of armor on his body kept absorbing his blood continuously. Lu Yu's eyes had also turned blood-red like the eye sockets of the demonic skulls on his two spaulders.
